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The Little Classic Series 

The most popular works of standard authors and poets ^ 
arranged for use in schools, with introductions, explanatory 
notes, biographical sketches, portraits, and illustrations. 

Also elementary stories of nature, myth, history, industry, 
geography, biography, and literature. The grading sug¬ 
gested has been extensively followed by teachers with very 
satisfactory results, but may be varied to suit special 
conditions. 

The books have been carefully edited, are clearly printed on 
good paper, and have extra strong paper cover. Each book 
in the LITTLE CLASSIC SERIES contains thirty-two pages. 


SEVEN CENTS PER COPY 


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First and Second Grades 

No. 

2719 Aesop’s Fables. 

2713 Old Time Stories. 

2725 Favorite Mother Goose Rhymes. 

2707 First Steps in Reading. 

2701 Jack and the Beanstalk. 

2726 Favorite Mother Goose Jingles. 

2720 Little Red Riding Hood. 

2727 Story of Little Black Sambo. 

2708 Bunny Cottontail Stories. 

2728 Ten Little Indian Stories. 

2721 Hiawatha and Henry W. Longfel¬ 

low. 

2730 Twelve Little Indian Stories. 

2716 Bunny Boy. 

2731 The Jenny Wren Book. 

2704 Bob the Cat. 

2723 Whitter and His Snow-Bound. 

2732 The Bluebird Book. 

2717 Thanksgiving Stories. 

2733 Four Favorite Stories. 

2705 The Story of Two Little Rabbits. 

2724 The Three Misses Cottontail and 

King Rabbit. 

2734 My Shadow, and Other Poem*. 

2718 Modern Fables. 

2735 My Treasures, and Other Poems* 

2706 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

First and Second Grades. 

2819 Squirrel and Other Animal Stories* 


Second and Third Grades 

No. 

2736 Three Popular Stories. 

2714 The Story of Joseph. 

2807 Beauty and the Beast and Other 
Favorite Fairy Tales. 

2702 Susan Cottontail Stories. 

2802 Cinderella and Other Favorite 

Fairy Tales. 

2715 Robinson Crusoe. 

2738 Stories from Grimm. 

2729 Sixteen Little Indian Stories. 

2809 The Coming of the Christ-Child. 

2709 Our Three Little Sisters and Hia¬ 

watha. 

2803 Christmas Stories. 

2722 Pussy Willow and other T ree 
Stories. 

2740 The Story of Peter Rabbit. 

2710 Stories About Animals. 

2810 The Little Story Reader. 

2711 Mr. and Mrs. Stout of Beaver Dam 

and How JackrabbitLost HisTail. 

2823 Stories About Birds. 

2712 The Tale of Bunny Cottontail— 

Abridged. 

2825 Who Stole the Bird’s Nest, and 

Other Poems. 

2824 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Third Grade. 

2826 The Robin Redbreast Bock. 

2812 The Toyland of Santa Claus. 

2827 The Chickadee Book. 

2828 Brownie’s Ride and Brownie and 

the Cook. 

2829 Escape at Bedtime, and Other 

Poems. 

2830 My Ship and 1, and Other Poems. 


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THE LITTLE BROWN 
PITCHER 



ADAPTED BY 


N. MOORE BANTA 


PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA 


1923 

A. FLANAGAN COMPANY 

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COPYRIGHT, 1922, BY A. FLANAGAN COMPANY 



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THE LITTLE BROWN PITCHER 

O NCE upon a time there lived a little girl 
by the name of Patty who was the most 
charming little girl in her village: all the 
neighbors said so. Patty loved everybody 
and everything. In return she was rewarded 
by the love of all who knew her. 

The pigeons flew down from their house to 
coo around her. The fowls were not afraid 
of her and fed from her hand. Even the 
steady, old dog, Bluff, performed the strang¬ 
est antics just to amuse her. They all knew 
how kind and good she was, although they 
could not say so. 

Patty was very industrious, too. When 
she was very small she would hurry around 
and do little things in the handiest way. She 
could sew so well that her teacher at school 
praised her work, and made it an example to 

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Always, when Patty went to the spring 
with her pitcher she would fill it with the 
cool bubbling water, and sing. Her songs 
were the happiest songs in the world because 
her heart was full of joy. 

One day, Patty had 
filled her pitcher at the 
spring and was carry¬ 
ing it home. She was 
almost home when she 
saw a poor, old woman 
sitting upon the fallen 
trunk of a tree. The 
old woman was cov¬ 
ered with dust. She 
had been travelling a 
long W T ay and she was “-pigeons flew down from 
so tired she could 
hardly hold her eyes open. 

The old woman looked longingly at the 
fresh water in Patty’s pitcher. She saw the 
happy smile on Patty’s face, and so finally 
had courage to ask for a drink. 

“Dear little child,” said she in a feeble 



voice, “let me cool my parched tongue with a 
drink from your pitcher. I am very old, and 
faint, and weary.” 

“To be sure, mother, and welcome,” said 
Patty. She lifted the pitcher up so the old 
woman might drink all she wanted. 

Long and eagerly did the poor creature 
drink: so long, indeed, that Patty was quite 
surprised. 

“Thank you, my darling. Heaven will re¬ 
ward you for your kindness to the poor and 
aged,” said the old woman. 

“Oh! you’re quite welcome, mother,” re¬ 
plied Patty. Again she went on her way, but 
she had not gone far before she met a large 
dog. The day was warm, and the dog looked 
very tired. His eyes were red and his tongue 
was hanging out of his mouth. 

“Poor fellow,” said Patty, and she stooped 
down to pat him. The dog knew there was 
water in the pitcher, and he tried to tell 
Patty in his own language, how very thirsty 
he was. She knew what the dog wanted. 

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“She lifted the pitcher up so the old woman might drink ff 

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She looked about and found an old pan beside 
the road into which she poured water for 
him. 

He lapped and lapped until she began to 
think he would never stop. At last he had 
had enough, and looked up into Patty’s eyes. 
He was very grateful, but could only tell her 
with his eyes and his joyful bark. 

Soon after Patty met a group of children. 
They had been gathering flowers and playing 
about the fields. They were tired and thirsty, 
so Patty told them to hold their hands to¬ 
gether for cups. She filled each little cup 
and made them drink. 

“Will you please take this nosegay?” they 
said, and offered her the prettiest flowers 
they had. 

“Let me fasten it on,” said the smallest one 
of the group. So Patty stooped down while 
the little one pinned the flowers on her dress. 
Each grateful child gave Patty a kiss, and 
then ran off to play again. 

Patty looked into her pitcher, and found 
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that it was more than half empty. She must 
have all her journey to the spring over again. 
There would be no use in going home with 
only half a pitcher. 

There were drooping flowers beside the 
road so she gave them the benefit of all that 
remained in the pitcher. Their little faces 
looked up again to the sun, and they seemed 
to thank her with their nodding heads. 

Back to the spring she went, without a 
thought about her trouble. She was just 
about to stoop and dip her pitcher into the 
water, when she thought she saw something 
glistening there. 

She watched, and watched, until she saw a 
sweet little face looking up at her. And there 
floated out of the water and stood before her, 
one of the most beautiful of fairies. The 
fairy stood upon the water as easily as Patty 
stood on the ground, and she was not really 
higher than the pitcher. 

“So, Patty, you have come back again, my 
dear.” You see, she knew Patty. 

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“Yes, madam,” replied Patty, rather 
alarmed; “yes, madam, because I—” 

“I know all about it,” said the fairy, stop¬ 
ping her; “and I am here because I know. I 
am a friend only to the good and kind. I 
have come to make you a very useful 
present.” 

“A present!” said Patty, surprised and 
pleased. 

“Yes! It is a reward for your goodness of 
heart toward others and your little thought 
for yourself. I see you have forgotten all the 
kind things you have done. It is right to for¬ 
get the good we do to others and to remember 
only what they do for us. 

“You have always done so, my dear little 
Patty. For your reward I will place a spell 
on your pitcher. In the future it shall always 
be full of water or milk, as you may wish it. 
It shall also be able to walk and to speak 
whenever you may require it, and shall al¬ 
ways be your friend in trouble. 

“Never fear, always trust your pitcher. 


If by any mishap it should be parted from 
you, it will be able to find you again. It will 
always be by your side to advise and protect 
you when you need it. 

“Do not be afraid to accept the gift, Patty 
dear. I am one of the fairies who oppose all 
that is evil. It is because of your goodness 
that you have been able to see me and to hear 
me speaking. 

“So put your pitcher down by your side, 
Patty.” Patty did as she was desired. “Now 
look into it.” 

Patty did so, and, to her astonishment, be¬ 
held the bright water gradually rising until 
the pitcher was full to the brim. When she 
saw it was full she was going to lift it up, 
but she found it too heavy for her strength. 

“You need not trouble yourself to carry it,” 
said the fairy smiling; “it will save you all 
further trouble of that kind.” 

With these words the fairy touched the 
pitcher with her wand. In an instant the 
pitcher was standing on two little brown legs, 

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made of the same stone as the rest, and made 
a polite little bow to Patty. 

“Now, Patty,” said the fairy, “follow your 
pitcher and you cannot do wrong.” 

As she finished she broke into thousands 
of sparkling drops of water, and the bubbling 
stream bore her away. 

Patty rubbed her eyes. She thought it 
must have been a dream. She coughed and 
pinched herself, and ran up and down the 
lane. At last she was convinced that she was 
awake. And there stood the little brown 
pitcher on his neat little legs, waiting for 
orders. 

“Quite ready to start, mistress,” said a 
voice from the pitcher. Patty screwed up 
her courage and said, “Come on, then, 
pitcher,” and set the example by starting off 
with a run. 

And did the pitcher follow her? Indeed 
it did. It ran so fast that it soon overtook 
her, and ran before her all the way home. 

And the most wonderful thing was that al¬ 
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though the pitcher ran along with long 
strides and jumps, over the roughest places 
in the lane, it did not spill one single drop of 
the water. 

This puzzled Patty. She had never been 
able to keep from spilling the water and wet¬ 
ting her frock, when she tried to run with 
the pitcher even half-full. 

“I wonder what people will think when we 
get to the village,” thought Patty, as she 
looked at her strange companion. “Pm sure 
they will be frightened. What will my 
mother and father say when they see what I 
have brought home!” 

The pitcher seemed to hear her thoughts. 
He said, “Do not trouble yourself about 
that. They will soon be accustomed to me, 
and will be pleased when they see all the good 
things I can do.” 

As he was speaking they came to a very 
high and difficult stile. 

“Shall I help you over?” said Patty, think¬ 
ing of his short legs. 


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“He was overcome with wonder” 


“Oh, dear, no!” said the pitcher; “see how 
easily I can get over the stile by myself.” 

So saying, he skipped right over the stile 
without a single stumble. As he did so, a 
dog that was passing, put his tail between 

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his legs and ran away in great fright. 

At the same time, the squire of the village 
was passing, walking very slowly and with 
great dignity. When he saw the wonderful 
pitcher climbing over the stile with legs of 
its own, and come running toward him he 
was overcome with wonder. And pretty 
soon he forgot his dignity and began to run 
in the opposite direction. His hat flew one 
way, his cane another, and his cloak flew up 
into the air like wings as he ran. He had 
not gone far before his legs failed him. He 
fell down and lay kicking in the grass and 
roaring for help. 

Patty could not help laughing, but the 
pitcher ran on as though nothing had hap¬ 
pened. They soon reached the cottage, and 
the pitcher ran into the house and sat right 
down in the corner where he was always 
kept. Patty’s mother and father were 
astonished, but the pitcher was very quiet in 
his corner. They soon forgot him. 

Next morning, so early that nobody was 

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“Mopping the red tile of the floor” 

awake, Patty heard noises in the kitchen be¬ 
low. She heard the swishing of water, and 
the clink of a pail-handle, and the moving 
about of furniture. She slipped on some of 
her clothes and tip-toed down the stairs. 

There she saw the pitcher, and what do 
you suppose he was doing? Why he was 

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mopping the red tile of the floor as though 
he knew just how to do it. All the furniture 
was dusted clean, and a fire burned cheer¬ 
fully in the grate. 

Can you imagine a pitcher of water doing 
anything to a fire but putting it out? 

He had hung the kettle over the blaze, too. 
The kettle was singing a happy song about 
breakfast being nearly ready. 

“Good-morning, my good mistress,” said 
the pitcher. “You see you need not trouble 
yourself any more to do anything but grow 
and be happy. I shall always be your humble 
servant.” 

Patty was certainly pleased. She liked to 
read, but she had given so much of her time 
to household duties she had never had very 
much time for her books. Now she could 
read and study whenever she pleased. 

When Patty was alone in the evening, with 
the pitcher in the corner, she told him how 
thankful to him she was. She told him how 

much she wished to learn and to read, but 
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she did not know how to get the books she 
needed. She had read those she had many 
times over. 

“Oh! that’s very soon remedied,” said the 
pitcher. “You have only to wish and I will 
give you as much milk as you please. 

“Then you can make butter and cheese and 
go sell them at the market. With the money 
you make you can buy as many books as you 
like, and have plenty of money to spare.” 

No sooner said than done. Patty set out 
all the pans she had and could borrow from 
her kind neighbors. The pitcher ran about 
and filled them with rich milk, and soon she 
had plenty of cream for her butter and cheese. 
A good old neighbor lent her a churn and 
the little pitcher turned it just right. 

The butter they made was the best ever 
seen in the village. Patty was very happy 
and her parents greatly pleased. 

The same good neighbor lent her a horse 
and small market wagon. The next morning, 
bright and early, Patty and the pitcher 

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started out for the next town. The good 
little pitcher walked along beside the horse 
for a little wav and pointed out the right di¬ 
rection Patty should take. Then he went 
back to the cottage to look after the cheese. 

The pitcher knew the people of the village 
would think him strange. They were not 
accustomed to seeing brown pitchers running 
about on brown legs. 

Patty’s face was shining with happiness 
when she reached the market. Everybody 
thought her the prettiest farmer’s daughter 
there. She sold every pound of butter she 
had. She had plenty of money to buy the 
books she wanted and hurried back home to 
give her mother the remainder. 

And so the years hurried by and Patty 
grew into a beautiful young woman whom 
everybody loved. She had been very suc¬ 
cessful in the selling of her butter and cheese. 

Her parents were now very old, and they 
lived in comfort in the neatest cottage in the 

village. You may guess she was very happy. 

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One evening she was standing in the 
garden, feeding her pigeons. The roses were 
in bloom. There were hundreds of them in 
the garden of all sizes and 
colors, and they seemed 
to nod to Patty as she 
stood there. Even 
flowers loved her. 
made a pretty 
picture for the 
stranger who 
was passing. 



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‘Patty’s face was shining with happiness’ 








The handsome stranger came to the gate 
and asked Patty the way to the next town. 
When she spoke, the music of her voice and 
the beauty of her face were the sweetest the 
stranger had ever seen. 

He came often to ask her the way, although 
he knew well the road to and from the neigh¬ 
boring city. 

At last, she found it was the way to her 
heart he was seeking. He told her parents 
that he was rich. He wished a wife of whom 
everybody spoke well, since his own fortune 
was a great plenty for two. 

The parents smiled upon the stranger. 
With all his wealth they did not think him 
one bit too good for their Patty. And so, in 
the course of a short time, they were married. 

Great joy was in the village on the day of 
the wedding. If the queen had visited the 
village there could not have been more glad¬ 
ness of heart. The day was made a holiday. 
All the shops were closed, and everybody 

dressed their best in honor of the bride. 

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“The handsome stranger asked Patty the way to the next town’' 

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The people stood about telling each other 
the good things Patty had done for them. 
The poor women spoke of the clothes she had 
made for them. 

Some had received nice little dishes of 
good things to eat when they were ill. Many 
of the young girls had been taught to sew, 
and the children had been taught to read. 

The church was filled with Patty’s friends 
who loved her. She was very happy, as you 
may well imagine. She might have had the 
most gorgeous wedding garments in the 
world. But she decided to wear a simple 
little white frock, made in the fashion she 
had always worn here among her friends. 

It was in the spring-time and the trees 
were covered with blossoms. Patty made a 
wreath of the apple blossoms and carried 
a bridal bouquet of the pinkest of the cherry 
blossoms. How beautiful she was! 

The stranger who had married Patty took 
her home to his palace. The humble little 

Patty found that her dear husband had made 

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“The people stood about telling each other the good things Patty 

had done for them” 

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her a princess. He gave her all the jewels 
and beautiful things that the princesses be¬ 
fore her had worn. 

Did Patty forget her humble home and 
her old friend, the pitcher, do you suppose? 
No indeed, she did not. The pitcher was 
with her in her new home. But her parents 
wished to remain in their peaceful home. 

The pitcher was still her obedient servant. 
When the poor came to the palace gates he 
poured nourishing 
soup into their 
pitchers. 

The people did 
not forget to bless 
the princess for her kindly 
thoughts of those who 
needed her protection. 
And so the pitcher was 
still serving his mistress 
in a hundred ways every 

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But even the best of us cannot escape an 
evil tongue. Many of the wicked courtiers 
envied Princess Patty because the people 
loved her. They whispered into the ears of 
the prince, her husband, and at last he 
listened to them. 

They told him Princess Patty was kind 
to the people so that they would rebel against 
the prince when she told them to. They told 
him she wished to be on the throne alone; 
that evil spirits helped her, and the pitcher 
was one of them. 

Finally the prince believed them and com¬ 
manded Patty to be thrown into a dungeon. 
The dungeon was in the very depths of the 
palace, and she was frightened and began to 
weep. 

She did not mourn long. When night came 
on the pitcher opened her prison doors and 
helped her to run away. 

“Come,” said he, “return to your old home. 
Your husband will know then that it is not 
his riches you care for. He will be sorry he 

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has lost you, and he will repent.” 

She followed the pitcher. But they had 
not gone far when Patty saw that a regiment 
of soldiers was pursuing them. She screamed 
with fright. 

“Be not alarmed, dearest mistress,” said 
the pitcher. “I will stop the soldiers.” 

So saying, he bent over and poured a great 
cataract of water into the valley where the 
soldiers were running. The water rolled in 
high waves, until it became a great lake. 
The soldiers swam to the nearest land, glad 
to save their lives. 

So Patty came back home. She slept that 
night in her little bed under the humble roof 
of her parents. 

Early next morning she came into the same 
little old garden of her youth. She fed the 
pigeons, and gathered the flowers. She tried 
to be happy and to forget all that had hap¬ 
pened. But her thoughts would wander to 
the home of her husband. She hoped he had 

learned the truth aboiit her by this time. She 
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hoped something might happen that she 
should see him again. 

And so the days went by, and the weeks 
went by, and her grief seemed greater in¬ 
stead of less. The pitcher was always by her 
side and gave her comfort in her silent 
sorrow. 

The neighbors who had .loved Patty for so 
many years were glad to see her again. She 
did not tell them of the cruel thing that had 
happened, and they thought she had come to 
visit them. 

“Our friend Patty,” they said, “has come 
to visit her parents. We must make her a 
present.” 

At last they decided what the present 
should be. All the girls helped to make a 
beautiful piece of worsted work in many 
beautiful colors, spread on a handsome frame. 
These words were what she read— 

“Kind Actions to Others Bring 
Happiness to Ourselves.” 

They did not dream that Patty’s heart was 

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full of grief. But the motto was true, as we 
shall see before we finish the story. 

Time flew by, and still Patty received no 
news from her husband. She asked herself 
many questions. Perhaps he thought she had 
been drowned in the torrent that had over¬ 
whelmed his soldiers. 

Well, one fine morning, Patty rose very, 
very early, for she could not sleep. She 
wanted to be with her flowers, and came into 
the garden. There she found her friend, the 
pitcher, trimming the flowers like an old 
gardener who knew his business. 

“Good-morning, fair mistress mine,” said 
he. “You are up early. The sun has hardly 
climbed over the distant mountain, but I am 
glad to see you up so early. I am taking 
special care with the garden this morning 
for we are expecting a visitor today.” 

“A visitor,” said Patty. 

“Yes,” relied the pitcher. “I can hear dis¬ 
tinctly a footstep in the distance. It comes 

this way. Listen! it is now near enough for 
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mortal ears to hear. Listen closely.” 

Sure enough! Nearer and nearer it came. 
It was indeed Patty’s husband, the prince! 

He entered the garden, but when he saw 
his long lost Patty, he stopped and stood 
quite still, like a statue of surprise. 

“This is the vis¬ 
itor I expected,” c yf 
said the pitcher; “he 
believed you dead 
and has wandered 
from place to place 
in his great grief. 

At last he decided to 
come to this humble 
cottage. He wanted 
to see again the spot 
where he first met “Knelt at Patty’s feet” 
you. He knows now that you did not want his 
riches or his kingdom. He finds you here 
wishing for nothing but his return.” 

The prince rushed forward with a cry of 
delight, and knelt at Patty’s feet, trying to 



tell her in words that would not come, how 
sorry he was. 

The parents rejoiced in Patty’s happiness, 
even though it meant they would lose her 
again. The prince soon planned the return 
to his palace, which was to be a great entry 
in triumph. 

He wished to send a messenger to his 
kingdom with word that a wonderful cele¬ 
bration should be planned. But the pitcher 
here came forward and said, “Prince, I am 
here to give my last.service to my mistress. I 
have rewarded her for her self-denial and 
unselfishness and now I am recalled to the 
palace of the water fairy. Behold!” 

As the words were said, jets of sparkling 
water rose in the air from the pitcher. A 
broad lake spread over the valley. An d 
there on the lake was a wonderful golden 
boat, rowed by boatmen dressed in velvet. 

The boat glided to their feet, and they 
stepped in. The fountain played from the 
pitcher’s mouth until the lake was a stream, 

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“They came in sight of their own castle” 

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and the stream was a mighty river. 

They floated on and on until they came 
in sight of their own castle, standing high 
up on the rocks. Flags were floating from 
the turrets and a booming cannon saluted 
them. 

Crowds of people stood to receive their 
much-loved princess. She could not speak 
for her eyes were filled with tears of joy. 
Her happy face spoke for her, and the people 
shouted their welcome. 

The prince and princess lived happily 
many years, and their people were contented. 
The kindness of the princess and her courtesy 
and gentleness, gave her the name of “The 
Gentle Princess.” She was never ashamed 
of her humble girlhood, and her children 
loved to listen to her story of the wonderful, 
brown pitcher, the history of which teaches 
all who read it that 

KINDNESS TO OTHERS BRINGS 
HAPPINESS TO OURSELVES. 


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Fifth and Sixth Grades 


No. 

2938 The Story of Gold and Silver. 

2911 The Story of Jeanne (Joan)D'Arc. 

3020 The Story of Our Flag, 

2923 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Fourth and Fifth Grades. 

2939 The Story of Oil. 

2905 The Three Golden Apples. 

2940 Longfellow's Poems. 

2924 The Story of Electricity. 

3002 Rab and His Friends. 

2918 William McKinley. 

3021 The Great Stone Face. 

2912 The Discovery of America. 

2943 The Story of Paper, Pens, Pencils, 

etc. 

3019 The Story of Steam. 

2944 The Story of Printing. 

3013 Father Marquette. 

2945 The Story of Newspapers and 

Books. 

3007 The Miraculous Pitcher. 

3025 The Story of Robinhood. 

3001 The Story of La Salle. 

Sixth and Seventh Grades 

No. 

3026 The Story of Motors. 

3014 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Sixth Grade. 

3016 Rip Van Winkle and Author's Ac¬ 
count of Himself. 

3008 The King of The Golden River. 

3027 The Story of Glass. 

2941 The Golden Fleece. 

3028 The Meat-Packing Industry. 

2942 Whittier's Poems. 

3029 Tennyson's Poems. 

3015 The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. 

3030 Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare— 

Part I. 

3031 Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare— 

Part II. 


No. 

3009 The Pied Piper of Hamlin and 

Other Poems. 

3011 The Song of Hiawatha—Abridged. 

3003 The Snow-Image. 

3032 Primitive Travel and Transporta¬ 

tion. 

3022 The Courtship of Miles Standish. 

3033 The Story of Ships and Shipping. 
3024 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Seventh Grade. 

3034 Ocean Routes and Navigation. 

Seventh and Eighth Grades 

No. 

3035 American Railway Systems. 

3018 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. 

3010 Evangeline. 

3036 Horatius at the Bridge, and Other 

Poems. 

3012 The Cotter's Saturday Night and 

Other Poems. 

3037 Lowell's Poems. 

3004 Thanatopsis and Other Poems. 

3006 The Deserted Village (Goldsmith) 

and Gray’s Elegy. 

3038 Washington's Farewell Address 

and Other Papers. 

3122 The Vision of Sir Launfal and 
Other Poems. 

3039 Prisoner of Chillon and Other 

Poems. 

3017 Snow-Bound and the Corn Song. 
3115 The Magna Charta. 

3040 Sir Roger De Coverley Papers. 

3041 Carrying the U. S. Mail* 

3108 Speeches by Lincoln. 

3005 Enoch Arden. 

3101 Sohrab and Rustum. 

3042 Navigating the Air—Electric Rail¬ 

ways. 

3107 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 
Eighth Grade. 


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